Stories tagged “Jeanette Leroq”

  • Marauded: Backstabber!

    As Dugout hunched behind the stone wall, firing from his rifle, I moved to pick up the rifle that Flashback had dropped. It was long and deadly-looking, but I’d already found where the weapon manuals were stored and skimmed them at lightning spee...

  • Boarding the Social Choo-Choo Train

    Both the sports-car automechs froze when I stepped out. That was when I knew I had them. Time to engage in a little good old-fashioned social engineering. Or, as most would call it, “lying.” (Computer geeks have to have fancy names for ever...

  • Bavarian Fire Drill

    “I want your names,” I growled. “I want your ranks. I want your serial numbers. I want the names of your superiors. I want your frickin’ VINs! Cough up, you low-lifes!” Instead, they started to back away even faster, final...

  • Marauded! (Retro Ficlet Challenge)

    I had just hacked the Pentagon mainframe for the third time when I heard the sirens. Maybe they weren’t for me, but Jeanette Leroq, teen-uberhackeress-at-large, hadn’t stayed at large by being careless. I could always come back later if it was a fa...

  • Maurauded Warehouses

    So I was free from enemy pursuit (or so I hoped), safe and with four extra personality storage cubes to play around with (and three emergency-backup spare units, too). Now I needed some digs where I could hide out, and some computer equipment. The hide...

  • Ficlets Synopsis: Marauded!

    Chain 1: http://ficlets.ficly.com/stories/873 Chain 2: http://ficly.com/stories/8322 Hacker chick Jeanette Leroq was absorbed into the upholstery of her getaway cab, and woke in what seemed to be her own room, under a compulsion to hack websites over a...

  • Aegis Interrogation

    \Don’t all you bots have code-names? It’s “Karma,” if you must know. But I still think of myself as Matthew Karson. \So you just took the first syllables of your name for your codename. Cute. Run over any dogmas lately? Ha ha. N...

  • Automech Intervention

    For a while, we talked… or rather, I talked and he displayed what he wanted to say on-screen. He seemed rather shocked that I was able to take my captor’s body as my own, though I guess he didn’t know who he was dealing with, did he? ...

    • Author: Asuterisuku
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
    • 5 out of 5

  • Pardon Me, But Would You Have Any Grey Energon?

    “I found you rather charming, actually, if a bit naive,” the newcomer said in a cultured male voice. His gun never wavered. From the assortment of car part junk hanging off of him, I judged he might turn into a limousine or other Grey Poupo...